After the conversation with the Council and the resulting agreement we made, our pack was rather busy for the upcoming weeks.
Of course we already had accommodations planned for any rejected that we encountered or that contacted us. But Drake had made the wise decision to prepare ahead.
Our pack could only reach so many people on our own, yet the Council had many eyes and ears spread over the world. And now thanks due to the aid of the Council, we could help more people, easier and without having to struggle for resources.
However, it was incredibly saddening to realize there were so many people who needed our help. How many people willingly squandered the unique and precious bond between mates, for the dumbest reasons first.
Thirst for power, realizing their mate was of an undesirable gender or a different supernatural species.... I shook my head, going over the files placed on my desk.
File after file detailed a sad tale of rejection and a person with nowhere to go. People who had been dealt a shitty hand by fate and were expected to just roll over and deal with it or die.
Now, they could start anew in our own pack. A pack where nobody judged one another for their past. Nor did we demand anyone to actually become a part of the pack.
They could stay here and be nomadic, they could stay unaffiliated, or chose to leave after they were recovered. But I had noticed from the countless reports that very few chose to leave.
And the only reasons why they left, was due to their Choice mates living across the world. Only a single individual had physically left due to unresolved issues, but even he still kept in touch with the pack.
Grabbing another file to put into the system, I started reading the contents before pausing and rereading them again. A relieved smile slipped on my face before I leaned back in my seat.
Max and Elliot had decided to give one another a chance at Choice mating. And what made me even more relieved is that the pair had decided to go to a different territory in a new pack.
Away from Elliot's oppressive mother and shell of his father. And away from here, where both their former mates had their happily ever after.
While I didn't want to seem insecure with having them around, it did settle some niggling doubts in the back of my head.
Even if the chances were small, there had been that doubt. What if Elliot or Max didn't accept that the mates they rejected, found someone else to be happy with?
What if maybe, just maybe, either one of those tried to get in between us?
It wasn't unheard of after all. Where the rejecting mate came back, realized their mistakes and tried to forcefully fix the issue.
I praised the heavens above that none of that had happened with me and Drake. And I made an extra note to make sure that our security would be extra careful with these matters.
Because it was very likely that someone would pose as a rejected wolf simply to try and get closer to their former mate within our pack. Or send someone else to do it for them.
Apparently it had already happened, early in the beginning of Drake's reign as Alpha. Where one of a regional's packs' runaway had found their way to Drake's pack, and naturally that pack sent someone over to investigate.
The Council had put an instant and permanent stop to those practices. Had made it clear to any involved packs, and everyone else, that espionage into another pack's members or their lives was highly illegal.
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Rejection
WerewolfKyle's life hadn't been easy. Born as a rogue wolf, packless and wandering, he was used to fighting for his life. He had hoped that after finding his mate, everything would be different. Instead, he was betrayed, rejected and cast out, left to die...